Archive for Tag Wim Wenders
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This is pure unfiltered euro arthouse, it’s the uncut shit. I wouldn’t get half of it, even if I understood German. And the first-name only dedication to Yasujirō Ozu, François Truffaut, and Andrei Tarkovsky, what a blowhard.
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I wasn’t expecting a deep exploration of masculine role models in a film involving peep shows. The pink angora sweater gains a different meaning once you see the context. Travis is not Bickle.
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Classic meta film about itself, where the characters fight with the meaning of the it all, with rants about advertising while containing product placement. The Madredeus soundtrack is appropriately eerie.